In the opulent halls of a grand palace, love and loyalty are put to the ultimate test. Amidst royal duties and hidden agendas, two people navigate a web of deception and passion, discovering that the most dangerous betrayals often come from within t...
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I wake up at 6 in the morning. I went to the bathroom to have a shower. After I came out a knock at the door diverted my attention.
I opened the door to find Ammi standing behind it. I opened the door wide to let her in. She came inside.
“Ammi, ap itni subha subha?”, I asked.
“Aj tum ye pehen kar neeche aana”, she said while handing me the clothes.
“ And wake Zayan up”, she said while going out.
I closed the door and looked at the clothes. It was a pink saree. It was really shiny and was embellished at the borders.
I quickly dried my hair by flicking them with the towel. I then took the saree and went to the washroom to wear it.
After draping it, I pinned the pallu on my shoulder. I then styled my hair with a hair dryer. I wore my chain and then went towards Zayan to wake him up.
“Zayan, wake up Ammi is calling you”, I said standing behind him.
He did not budge. I forwarded my hand to nudge him but then took it back. After fighting my inner demons I nudged him with my hand.
He woke up adjusting his eyes to the light.
“Wake up Ammi is calling you. Your clothes are in the closet. Ammi has directed you to wear them”, I said and then went out.
As I descended down I heard gasps. Loud clear gasps. I looked towards the direction of the gasps to find Mariam, Samir and Fahad sitting on the couch with Abbu and Chachu, their jaws on the floor.
“What happened? “, I asked, looking at myself.
“Am I dreaming or an angel is standing in front of me? “, Samir said.
"Is it possible for someone to look this good? Bhabhi you look stunning in that saree!” Mariam said, admiring me.
“How did that workaholic get so lucky? Bhabhi do you have a sister?”, Fahad asked me, earning a slap from Samir.
“ No I don't have one but you should wait for your right one”, I said.
“Aira you really look very beautiful”, Abbu praised me.
“ Really I am amazed”, Chachu also chimed in.
I smiled at them and went inside the kitchen.
“Mashallah my daughter looks so beautiful”, Ammi said after seeing me.
“ Thankyou Ammi”, I said. She picked some kohl from her eyes and put it at the back of my ear.
“I hope no evil eye casts on you”, she said. I smiled.
“ Aira, although you have cooked before, today you have to cook something sweet for everyone and then we all will taste it”, Ammi explained.
